
I’m Mud Colt Ford (Ft. Lit)
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[Chorus: Lit]
I've been on your daddy's hands
Before I was played on
I've been in them farmlands
Holdin' up your granddaddy's tombstone
I'm on trucks, I'm on boots
Hell, I'm probably somewhere on you
I've been spit on, cussed at, kicked 'til I turned to dust
I'm mud
[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
Ain't no doubt about it, don't you ever try to doubt it
I've been in your granny's garden for years (I'm mud)
You can scream and shout until you cause a power outage
So let me hear it loud and now ('cause I'm mud)
It's all fun and games when you hear them say my name
But I'm more than this fame I gained (I'm mud)
I raise sugar cane, I'm what everything came from, listen to me
[Chorus: Lit]
I've been on your daddy's hands
Before I was played on
I've been in them farmlands
Holdin' up your granddaddy's tombstone
I'm on trucks, I'm on boots
Hell, I'm probably somewhere on you
I've been spit on, cussed at, kicked 'til I turned to dust
I'm mud
I've been on your daddy's hands
Before I was played on
I've been in them farmlands
Holdin' up your granddaddy's tombstone
I'm on trucks, I'm on boots
Hell, I'm probably somewhere on you
I've been spit on, cussed at, kicked 'til I turned to dust
I'm mud
[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
Ain't no doubt about it, don't you ever try to doubt it
I've been in your granny's garden for years (I'm mud)
You can scream and shout until you cause a power outage
So let me hear it loud and now ('cause I'm mud)
It's all fun and games when you hear them say my name
But I'm more than this fame I gained (I'm mud)
I raise sugar cane, I'm what everything came from, listen to me
[Chorus: Lit]
I've been on your daddy's hands
Before I was played on
I've been in them farmlands
Holdin' up your granddaddy's tombstone
I'm on trucks, I'm on boots
Hell, I'm probably somewhere on you
I've been spit on, cussed at, kicked 'til I turned to dust
I'm mud
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